I cry out, “I’m a fulfilled woman!”
I can’t comprehend why I had waited so long to discover this pleasure. Anal sex And I have likewise
confided in James about my feminine, bisexual orientation. I looked him in the eyes and said, “Oh, James , I need you so, I want to
feel you inside me!” He got up from the couch and took my hand. He knelt on his knees on the bed, facing me. Wow! . My surrogate vagina clings tightly to his penis. His eight-inch cock was rigid and so handsome. I can feel every delicious inch of his
mantool. James has told me this about my clitoris many times in preparation for our sexual union. He led me to the bedroom and instructed me to get in bed. Do me! I can feel every delicious inch of his
mantool. My chest and legs have been carefully shaved to remove all traces of
unwanted hair. My “clitoris” was sticking straight up in the air. My little cock is
flat up against my tummy, constrained by my waist cincher and confined by my women’s panties.
